This story sounds like sensationalizing an idiot that seemingly expected his investment was going to be confiscated and crushed, because throwing away $20,000 is better than his only other option, a small Mazda. lol

Maybe it’s some sort of Minié ball.

It comes around every other year or so, and at random.

Some say you can become funny and witty by taking 20-30 ibuprofen with a beer, you should look into that.

With people repeatedly suggesting desparate things like refueling to increase F1's appeal, I’d say the V6 engines are just a symptom of a much larger problem. If they can at least stabilize that part of the disease, maybe they can figure out a cure for Bernie Ecclestone.

Can’t you just stay in your car and prevent the crushing? Squatters rights?

I do this in multiplayer.

My best friend in high school wrecked his mint, low-miles, all-original 1984 Cressida during an ice storm he had no business driving in. It’s coming up on two decades now but I’ll never forgive him. It was a rocketship with a blue velour cockpit and a graphic equalizer.

My wife’s in grad school, 72 miles round-trip four or five times a week. On a still, silent night, I can almost hear our Mazda3 depreciating.

cool story

I was halfway through 5th grade when Desert Shield gave way to Desert Storm. Already obsessed with planes, the stealth twins completely mesmerized me. For a moment, it really felt like the future promised to me in the pages of Popular Science was really going to happen, and soon.

‘Twas the terrible highwayman, Dick Turpin and his Essex Gang!

Whoa, you are a master of logic and out of my league.

They’re both awful, and the roads would be better without both of them. It’s a fucking wash.

No. Mandatory actual driving tests for every American that require real skill, proven real-world application of traffic law, and bumper-to-bumper basic knowledge of your vehicle.

I wish you would use your powers for good.

Never thought I’d get excited to see a 6-cylinder but I do now.

Yeah, the back seat looks plain but there are probably more ‘66 Mustangs now with Pony interior than there were fifty years ago. At least it feels that way.